You were on “The Comment Section” on E! for this comment. Congrats!

I’m a dumb animal lover with no self preservation skills; therfore I absolutely want to see a bear. I once arrived at a restaurant in New Hampshire five minutes after some bears had left the front lawn, and I was PISSED. I did get to see their poop, though. It was huge.

...Star-Lord?

Once again I have to remind all of you that Stamos facilitated a rape. http://gawker.com/034511/stamos-…

Anyone who doesn’t star this is a pig.

So gross, and I always read it as “Kuh-KEY.”

Food & Wine covered it, too, and they did a lovely job and called the guy names and stuff. I was going to tweet you, but I figured you probably had a Google Alert or something built into the CMS or whatever.

I need to address those of you who watched both this and the Saved By the Bell movie.

They did cover the blue humor in front of the kids and the farting, but not the Friends thing.

Honestly, it couldn’t be worse than when they put it in.

To be fair, if you cry because someone calls you a sissy... You definitely are.

My father was never a father. Just a mean drunk who lived in my house, you know? I was in 7th grade when The Recession hit, in the early 90s. One day, I got off the school bus at the back corner of my yard, and he was there waiting for me. This had never happened, EVER. He put his arm around me and slowly walked me…

You gotta admit, from any POV but yours, your mom’s reaction was priceless. I’m sorry.

BRB, embroidering this onto a throw pillow

They can keep their Bud Light, yellow mustard, and plain potato chips, too.

It’s also mighty rude to start eating before everyone’s seated.

Rosie 3, Kris 0

I’d rather remove my Mirena by tying it to a doorknob and slamming the door shut.

That kind of shit happens CONSTANTLY. Look at that stupid Megan Trainor song.

Sergeant Floyd Pepper is the sax player for The Electric Mayhem, tyvm